Omaha Boys Preferences and imagines (Discontinued)

Too late (Request for apologys)

Nicole's POV

"Come on. It wasn't that funny," Sammy whined. 

"It so was, babe," I laughed so hard I almost snorted. Sam smiled and kissed my cheek. A disaproving old man cleared his throat. Then I remember we were in a grocery store. 

We pulled away but we were still close. Sam and I were laughing and joking. We had been dating for almost a year. I cared for him with my whole heart and constantly supported him and his decisions. 

But not everyone was accepting of our relationship. Especially my ex, Jack Gilinsky. Sam and him used to be good friends. Until I discovered Jack and my best friend. 

I had went into the living room and cried. My so called best friend wrapped a sheet around herself and came into talk to me. But every time I tried to look at her I could see her and Jack together. The sheets Jack and I picked out that she was wearing was also a kick in the face. Jack followed her in some shorts. 

My "best friend" had mascara running. My nose was filled with her awfully strong peppermint perfume. Jack yelled at her to get out. I composed myself as he argued with her. Then I told her to leave. I looked Jack in the eye and asked how long it had went on and if it was just with her.

Jack kept trying to push off my questions and apologizing over and over. 

Finally he told me that it had been going on for several months and that he was sorry. I stood up and told him I wouldn't be talking to him for awhile. Jack followed me outside and watched as I got in my car. 

I didn't have anywhere else to go really. I moved out there with Jack. I had no family in the area. So i drive to a friend's, Sam Wilkinson.

We sat on his couch and I told him everything. His eye brows were furrowed and his lips were partly open. He looked like an adorable and confused puppy. 

I stayed with him for awhile. Sam and I went to my old apartment and got my things while Jack was at the studio. 

We didn't kiss until three months after I started to live with him. Then a year later we were still together. Jack had found out about our relationship around a month after Sam and I started to date. 

I hate that Jack and Sam weren't as close as they once were because of me. I try to stay out of it. 

"Go get something for dinner. I'm going to cereal," I pushed him away teasingly. 

Sam disappeared and I strolled down the aisle. "Nicole!" I heard someone holler. At first I thought it was Sam, until I turned around and saw the familiar dark hair and jawline. 

"Jack," I greeted coldly. I didn't want him to think we were still close. 

"I've been wanting to talk," Jack stepped closer.  

"I don't!"

"I want to apologize because you never ever deserved that. I want you. I want us again," he sounded like he was begging. 

"We're together, man. Back off," Sam snapped from behind me. I turned around and put a hand on his chest to try to keep distance from them. 

"Stay out if it, Sam. You just like my sloppy seconds," Jack responded smugly. "This is what I'm trying to protect you from. Sam is a fuck boy. He'll hurt you," he added.

"Stop it. Who are you to say that Sam will hurt me? And he's been there for me. More than you have. We aren't getting back together. So go back to my best friend. Sam and I are going to be together for awhile," I grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him away. Sam put his arm around me and then we continued to shop.